Simplicity and Turtles

teacupfish:

urltima:

sheeranal:

Okay well this picture has really bad quality, but let me tell you a story. There’s this boy, and his name’s Dyllon. He’s the biggest bully and he’s always throwing stuff at me in school and I get so annoyed with him like he’s so rude. But today, I wore this brown cardigan thingy and the sleeves went down just past my elbows, so you could see some of my scars. In English I went to go hand him a pen or something and he saw them and he grabbed my arm and he like stroked one of them and smiled at me and I got really red and I thought he was gonna make fun of me for them, so I turned the other way. But he grabbed me and he hugged me and told me he loved me and then he showed me his arm and he had them too and I started crying and he told me it wasn’t worth it and that it’s okay and then he gave me his number and said if I ever needed him for anything to call him and he would do anything for me, even take the bus to my house if I needed him. It was the most serious I’d ever seen him be and i just love him so so much

imnotcryingimnotcryingimnotcrying

crying

urltima:

sheeranal:

Okay well this picture has really bad quality, but let me tell you a story. There’s this boy, and his name’s Dyllon. He’s the biggest bully and he’s always throwing stuff at me in school and I get so annoyed with him like he’s so rude. But today, I wore this brown cardigan thingy and the sleeves went down just past my elbows, so you could see some of my scars. In English I went to go hand him a pen or something and he saw them and he grabbed my arm and he like stroked one of them and smiled at me and I got really red and I thought he was gonna make fun of me for them, so I turned the other way. But he grabbed me and he hugged me and told me he loved me and then he showed me his arm and he had them too and I started crying and he told me it wasn’t worth it and that it’s okay and then he gave me his number and said if I ever needed him for anything to call him and he would do anything for me, even take the bus to my house if I needed him. It was the most serious I’d ever seen him be and i just love him so so much

imnotcryingimnotcryingimnotcrying

crying

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himchanspenus:

Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest assholes when they’ve had enough.

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jinn0uchi:

the-hatred-machine:

purgatorystuck:

Mi papá tiene 47 años= my dad is 47 years old

Mi papa tiene 47 anos= my potato has 47 assholes

I love spanish

A capital letter changes it even further:

Mi Papa tiene 47 anos = My pope has 47 anuses

literally the best post I have seen on this website

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mxmlmn:

teenagesetback:

omg

she ain’t havin it

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perplexingly:

My favourite tragic love story is that of an artist and their art

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despairludenberg:

the-fandoms-are-cool:

urbanfuck:

my mother must be so proud of her lazy, rebellious, anxiety-ridden, depressed child

your mother must be so proud of her strong, smart child who lives each day dealing with anxiety and depression and still holds on

oh man wow

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starrynights-:

shouldertappingghosts:

If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.

are you satan

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priest-of-rage:

bedquest:

dear fucking tumblr

this is a fucking bumblebee

this is a fucking bee

this is a fucking hornet

this is a fucking wasp

as you can fucking see the longer their legs are and the less fuzzy they are is equivalent to how fucking evil they fucking are

I feel like I just watched a step by step pokemon evolution

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casualcynic:

So my mom and I have been working the same waitress job for 5-6 years now. She had been waitressing years before, but this is recently. Anyway, about… 15 minutes ago this guy she waited on left and told her to take care. Just that. Prior to this she had talked to him about Italy. Her people are from Florence, this and that, and she said she’s never been. She’s got 8 years of art education and she’s working a waitress job. It’s pretty… Sad and disappointing, I guess. Her and my father divorced 6 years ago and she hasn’t had a real job ever. Just been stuck in a small town she’s not from.

This man who we have never seen before tipped her 1000 dollars for a trip to Italy. Walked out, not another word.

…you know. Just when I start to lose faith in humanity….Hm.

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doxiequeen1:

harzilla:

doxiequeen1:

My Napoleon sword is made of a yardstick.

It is very imposing.

You can all just run away in fear now.

Dude. It’s a measuring sword. You can totally count how many inches you impaled somebody.

I guess we created a revolutionary new weapon without even knowing it

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